Hey, it’s getting down to Red Dress Hash time, and all you have in the closet (besides the handcuffs, the horse tranquilizers and the Conan the Barbarian loincloth) is the same old red dress from last year. You do NOT want to show up in that ratty old thing again—that’s totally gauche. What to do?
Well, you could spend hours poring over Neiman-Marcus catalogs to find a hot shift, or toil away over a hot sewing machine to perfect your muumuu, but wait! Put down the Bedazzler, dammit, and listen up!
Come to the Get Your Ya Yas Out Hash on April 13, where we won’t be hashing in our dresses, but we’ll be trading and swapping our hottest red habiliments in anticipation of the Go Big Red Dress Hash one week later. Oh, there’ll be trail, and shiggy, and beer, and snacks, and beer, and trail, and shiggy, and beer, but there’ll also be a dress exchange afterwards where you can trade your rags for something better. (Because we know you haven’t been able to get Blow Blow’s 2012 red dress out of your mind ALL YEAR.)
Your hares will be Goesentite and White Lightning, and the trail will start promptly (ha) at 4 p.m. on Saturday, April 13, from the boat rental parking lot area of Lake Griffy in Bloomington. If you’ve been to a BFH3 hash before, it’ll cost you $6 (cheep!). If you haven’t been, it’ll be free (cheepest!).
What? You haven’t signed up for the Go Big Red Dress Hash on April 20 yet? Well, click here: http://www.bfh3.com/?page_id=656 and sign up, because the deadline for getting fabulous 2013 BFH3 Red Dress haberdashery is coming up soon.
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Directions:
From College Books, go one block east, then turn north onto North Walnut. Take North Walnut to the second light, at the 45/46 Bypass, and turn right. Go to the second light, and turn left onto East Matlock Road. Follow that road as it twists and turns and becomes North Headley Road, and right after it crosses the lake, turn right into the boathouse parking lot. Look for wankers milling about; the most aimless-looking may be the hashers. Park. Hash.
